LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

In the past, Jie only felt that Master Kushuo had changed.

Only now did he realize that Master Kushuo was crazy.

"Master!" Jie didn't care about the complicated and unspeakable expressions of the disciples on the sidelines, and with a look that could directly go to Zu'an to play the leading role in the main theme movie, he gave his teacher hard advice:

"Irelia is the hero of Ionia, and the Placidian Resistance Army is our comrade-in-arms, the mainstay of the anti-Norno war!"

"The war is not over yet, how can you attack your own people?!"

"The war is indeed not over." Master Kushuo only listened to the first half of the sentence.

As for the content of the second half of the sentence when Jie accused him of stabbing his own people, it was as if he didn't hear it at all and didn't care at all.

"Although the war is not over yet, the outcome is clear enough." The master of Kushuo did not talk about morality, but only talked about the pros and cons: "The Noxians have become weaker and weaker over the past year and their decline has been fully demonstrated. Their Defeat is basically just a matter of time.”

"So, Zed... what we should consider now is not how to unite those so-called 'comrades', but how to make Ionia great again in our hands after the war is over!"

"And Irelia is the biggest stumbling block blocking our way forward!"

Jie thought Ku said the master was crazy.

But Master Kushuo thinks he is not crazy.

He didn't just suddenly think of assassinating Irelia.

The decision he made was carefully prepared and considered.

First of all, the war against Connaught has moved from the defensive stage to the stalemate stage, or even the counterattack stage.

Even if Irelia dies at this time, without her strength, it will basically not affect the overall situation of Ionia's war of resistance.

So she can die.

Secondly, although Irelia has no ambitions, her political ideas of returning to tradition are in serious conflict with the Navoli Brotherhood.

As long as this opposition figure with unlimited popularity is alive, even if she does nothing, she will cause serious obstacles to the cause of the Navoli Brotherhood.

So she deserves to die.

Finally, although the Presidenian Resistance Army was called an "army", it was actually a large tent coalition composed of "Eighteen Route Princes".

We are all civilians from all over the world. Just because of her outstanding performance in the Battle of Presidian and her great achievements, they spontaneously united under her command and fought alongside her.

Irelia is a great hero, but not a qualified leader.

As an innocent girl who can only carry the shoe of Alliance Leader Yuan in terms of political power, she, the nominal alliance leader, has no way to truly integrate this "Eighteen-Route Allied Forces of Princes".

As time went by, many irreparable cracks had already appeared within this complex coalition.

There was a rift between the "lords" and the "lords", and there was also a rift between the "lords" and her "alliance leader".

Therefore, many people want her to die.

"In fact, in today's Placidian Resistance Army, there are already many people who are dissatisfied with Irelia's various naive decisions."

"Everyone is looking forward to a real leader, not an ignorant girl who only knows how to wield swords and guns."

"If Irelia still has some self-awareness, she should take the initiative to withdraw and let the Navoli Brotherhood lead this war!"

Master Kushuo said proudly.

"This..." Shen fell silent.

Jie was also even more speechless.

He wanted to remind Master to be more conscientious, but not to remind Master to do a feasibility analysis!

"Master." Zie felt a cold feeling in his heart, and finally advised: "Irelia is very powerful and is not so easy to deal with. If..."

"It doesn't matter, I will take action." Master Kushuo interrupted the robbery confidently: "With you and me, plus the masters of the Brotherhood and the Shadow Stream Sect, are you afraid that we can't deal with a little girl?"

"What's more -" Master Kushuo paused: "There are still our people in the Presidio Resistance Army."

"They will try to lure the girl into the trap we set and send her to her last journey."

Even the undercover agents were prepared in advance.

Master Ku said his plan was very thorough. He was not in a flash of enthusiasm, but had made long-term and thorough preparations for this.

It is not difficult to imagine that even if the leader did not attract firepower in Baru'e and indirectly created the opportunity to take action, the Brotherhood would sooner or later take action against Irelia.

Master Kushuo... He can't change back, nor can he look back.

"..." Zed fell into silence again.

He looked at Shen.

There was only confusion, hesitation, and disbelief in Shen's eyes.

This is especially true for the members of the Balance Church. They dare not face this fact. So they are still doubting instinctively.

But tribulation is different.

He sighed deeply and replied meaningfully to Master Kushuo: "I understand, Master."

"Please tell me your plan and I... will try my best to help you."

............................

Three days later, Presidio, Province of Navoli.

Placidium is one of the holiest places in the First Lands and a holy place in the hearts of Ionians. The province of Navoli, where Presidence is located, is the vastest and most fertile land in Ionia.

Noxians know the importance of this land.

Therefore, even after experiencing the great defeat more than a year ago, the empire did not give up its attack on the province of Navoli. The fierce competition between the two warring parties over this land almost never stopped for a moment.

Until more than a month ago, with the emergence of the leader in the province of Baru'e, the Noxus Empire began to continuously draw troops from the Navoli front to support Baru'e.

Gradually, Noxus ceased its offensive in the province of Navoli.

Presidence, which had been reduced from a holy land to a battlefield, and then from a battlefield to a military camp, finally ushered in the long-lost peace.

Standing on the high hill path leading to Presidio, you can see the city gradually returning to life. The soft spring breeze blows in the face, and brings the laughter and laughter of many children from afar.

"It's like going back in time..."

Seeing this scene, a young swordsman with a soaring single ponytail on the road couldn't help but sigh with emotion to his brother beside him.

"Isn't that right, Yongen?"

He was holding a wine gourd in his hand and calling his brother's name in a voice with a strong smell of alcohol.

If Levi were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the swordsman's recognizable appearance at a glance——

That's right, this swordsman is the descendant of the Swift Wind Sword Sect, the disciple of Elder Suma, and the famous Swift Wind Swordsman, Yasuo.

It's just that he is different from the "Future" middle-aged uncle who was charged with murdering his master and accidentally killed his own brother, with a face full of bitterness and hatred.

Now Amystan is still trapped in Piltover and has not been able to escape. Riven has also switched jobs to become the leader. Elder Suma is still alive and well...

Naturally, Yasuo has not experienced the hardships and setbacks written in his destiny.

He is still a young man.

Yasuo's character when he was young was, in his brother Yongen's words, like "an unfettered whirlwind."

Reckless, impulsive, free and easy, unrestrained...

He's like the kind of cheerful, free-spirited man who still goes his own way despite his teammates asking crazy questions.

Yongen has never liked his brother's personality.

Especially after Yasuo became a disciple of Elder Suma, became the Gale Swordsman, and gained great power.

The strong need humility, Yongen thinks so.

So he didn't answer, but instead educated him with a straight face: "Yasuo, put your wine gourd away!"

"This time, we represent Elder Suma and the Gale Sword Sect, and come to Presiden to attend the high-level meeting of the resistance army——"

"Do you want to get yourself drunk and appear like a drunkard in front of Master Irelia and the leaders of the major sects and clans?"

"Yes..." Yasuo was free and unrestrained in front of everyone, but he was obedient and honest in front of his brother.

After all, he has been without a father since he was a child, and Yongen is his brother and father.

Therefore, he was addicted to alcohol and rarely resisted his alcohol addiction. He only took a sip secretly and reluctantly took the wine gourd back into his arms.

"Having said that..." Yasuo still complained: "Yongen, why do you think Elder Suma sent us to attend the meeting on his behalf?"

"As a member of the resistance force, the Swift Wind Sword Sect shouldn't be very important in a high-level meeting that only one faction's representatives are qualified to attend?"

Should Elder Suma come in person for such an important meeting?

Why did you send these two juniors here?

It was rare that the front line was peaceful and there was no war, so he still wanted to stay at home, drink wine, practice sword playing and play the shakuhachi.

Yasuo was puzzled.

"You don't understand." Young and mature Yongen sighed slightly: "Maybe you think this high-level meeting is important, but Elder Suma... doesn't want to come over and waste time."

"A waste of time?" Yasuo was slightly stunned.

The "eighteen princes" who made up the Presidenian Resistance Army were remembered by ordinary people as heroes who stood up and fought hard when Ionia was in danger of life and death - of course, this was exactly the fact.

From the perspective of protecting their country, they are indeed heroes.

Since everyone is a hero, then when heroes gather together for a meeting...how can it be called a "waste of time"?

Yasuo couldn't understand it more and more.

The high-level meeting in his mind should be a dream scene in which saints and sages from all sides work together and reunite under the same beautiful ideal to discuss national affairs, plan the future, and work together to contribute to Ionia and benefit Ionia.

"This..." After hearing his brother's thoughts, Yongen was speechless.

He paused and asked, "Yasuo."

"Um?"

"Have you not seen the consultation meeting between our village chief and the village chief next door to fight for water sources?"

"I've seen it." Yasuo nodded.

Of course he had. Because this kind of consultation meeting is held almost every few years, whenever there is a drought year. And every time, the consultation meeting can be turned into a "blocked word exchange meeting" to greet each other's ancestors and family members.

If it weren't for the great god of the Gale Sword Sect sitting in the local area and the Gale Masters maintaining the basic order in the countryside, this "friendly atmosphere" consultation meeting might have gone a step further and become an unrestricted fighting conference.

"Wait..." Yasuo came to his senses.

Yongen seems to be referring to Sang and Huai, saying that the high-level meeting of the resistance is a farce!

This...can't be done, right?

The people meeting here are the heroes of Navoli, not their country folk! No matter what, the high-level meeting of the resistance army cannot be as chaotic as the consultation meeting in their village over the water source, right?

"Ha, I'm afraid it's not as good as..." Yongen said: "We only have two villages competing for water sources, and they can quarrel with each other like that. But in the Presidenian Resistance Army, there are dozens of them. Hilltop forces with different positions..."

"Do you think they can come up with any results from their meeting?"

"..." Yasuo was silent for a while.

He seemed to understand why Elder Suma didn't want to come.

Although the Gale Wind Sword Sect is not as extreme a sectarian as Wuji and Kinkou, it is not a sect that actively pursues the world.

The masters just want to finish fighting the intruders and go home to practice their swordsmanship, but they don't want to stand up and quarrel with others for the sake of worldly interests.

"Yasuo." At this time, Yongen meaningfully responded to his original emotion: "Ionia can never go back to the past."

"All we can do is just be ourselves."

"Hmm..." Yasuo nodded confusedly.

He didn't quite understand, so he simply didn't think much about it.

Anyway, if it's just about "being yourself"... then he's pretty good at it.

Yasuo subconsciously wanted to take out the wine gourd again, but his brother glared back displeased.

have no choice.

Yasuo held it in for a while, then out of boredom took out his beloved Shakuhachi and played the music he had just learned.

But because this is the younger version of Yasuo, he has just learned this music, and his shakuhachi playing is very unpleasant.

"Shut up." After a while, Yongen glared over with a headache again.

have no choice.

Yasuo put away his shakuhachi and was quiet for a while.

But after a while...

"You are not allowed to use Stomp to move forward!" Yongen said with veins popping out on his forehead.

"I didn't use Forward Slash to hurry up!" Yasuo explained aggrievedly.

"Then where does this evil wind come from?"

"not me!"

"Who is that?!"

Yone turned his head angrily and looked at Yasuo face to face.

This wind... really wasn't blown by Yasuo.

"It's me." A voice came from mid-air.

Two figures slowly landed, one of them wielding a sword and riding the wind, like a sword fairy.

The other person is covered in ninja armor, has a mask on his face, and is carrying a steel soul blade.

"It's you?!" Yongen immediately recognized the latter.

That was the leader of the Kinkou Sect, Eye of Twilight Shen.

When Shen was young, he went out to experience the mountains. He once visited the Gale Sect and had a chance encounter with them.

"Master Shen, why did you come out of the mountain?"

As soon as Shen appeared and the Kinkou sect's sign was revealed, the Yongen brothers dropped their guard.

They were just curious as to why the master of equilibrium, who had always remained secluded, came here in person. And he brought a stranger with him to stop them here.

"I am the successor of the Wuji Sword Sect, Yi." Master Yi also introduced himself and reported his sect's inheritance.

At the same time, he did not forget to close his eyes and meditate to activate his magic power, and show off his Wuju in front of the two gale swordsmen.

"The swordsmanship that draws power from the spiritual realm, this..."

Yone and Yasuo are called swordsmen, but in fact, the Storm Swordsman is just like the Wuju Swordsman, essentially playing magic.

Therefore, as "battle mages", they all immediately sensed Yi's extraordinary qualities:

"This is indeed the legendary way of Wuji!"

Brother Yongen believed in Master Yi in amazement.

They could see that Yi was not only a descendant of the Wuji Sword Sect, but also a young and promising Wuji master.

The names of the two famous sects, the Kinkou Sect and the Wuji Sword Sect, were put together, which immediately gave Yongen and Yasuo an inexplicable trust in them.

After all, everyone knows that Wuji and Balance are both hidden sects among the hidden sects of Ionia.

The descendants of these two sects have never touched the mortal world. If you don't touch the mortal world, you naturally don't have so many selfish desires. A group of people with no selfish motives are certainly worthy of everyone’s trust. At least, they can't harm others behind their backs.

"Master Shen, Master Yi..."

"Excuse me, why are you here this time?"

Yasuo was still amazed and curious about their appearance, but Yongen's expression became serious.

After all, even the two most nerdy people in Ionia were forced to join forces... This problem must be quite serious.

Sure enough, Master Shen was hesitant and embarrassed for a while.

Master Yi said solemnly: "Friends of the Gale Sword Sect, we need help."

"We have received reliable information that the Navoli Brotherhood has united their undercover agents who are instigating rebellion at the top of the resistance to plan an assassination operation against Master Irelia."

"Although we have found out about the Brotherhood's operations this time, we still don't know who the undercover agent who was placed at the top of the resistance is."

Although Jie has already pretended to be a filial son and a wise disciple, he agreed to help Master Kushuo complete the assassination.

But Master Kushuo still kept a cautious hand.

He only told Zed that there would be undercover agents cooperating with this assassination operation, and that there were people from the Brotherhood in the upper echelons of the resistance.

But Master Kushuo did not tell Zed who the undercover agent placed by the Brotherhood at the top of the resistance was, and what specific role he would play in this assassination operation.

"In other words, Master Irelia is still under the enemy's surveillance at all times and is in danger."

"If this nail is not completely removed, then even if we stop this assassination operation, I am afraid we will not be able to prevent the Brotherhood from planning more conspiracies against Master Irelia and the Placidian Resistance Army in the future."

Preventing an assassination is easy.

Even with Jie, the "great filial disciple" secretly assisting them, it was not impossible for them to capture Master Kushuo in one fell swoop.

But the problem is that the Navoli Brotherhood is not the Presidenian Resistance, the kind of ragtag group that is forcibly knit together based on the leader's personal prestige.

The Navoli Brotherhood is an extreme nationalist group with a clear program, strict organization, complete system and complete structure.

The Brotherhood existed and was functioning well before Master Kushu joined.

Therefore, it is foreseeable that even if Master Kushuo dies, the Brotherhood will not be easily disintegrated.

Not only will they not perish like a piece of loose sand, they may even become crazier, more extreme, and even less scrupulous in doing things because of the loss and sacrifice of the leader.

"So, what we need to stop is not just this assassination - what we need to stop is the Brotherhood's future expansion ambitions."

"And to achieve this, we must find out the undercover agent next to Master Irelia and help the resistance army integrate the chaotic and complicated forces within it."

"And in order not to alert others, it is not convenient for us to openly appear in Placidian, so we need to contact Master Irelia directly."

Yi's identity is the Wuji master and leader, while Shen's back is the Kinkou sect.

The Kinkou Sect has not come out for two years, and suddenly comes out regardless of tradition, which will definitely arouse the suspicion of the master of Kushuo behind the scenes.

Master Kushuo had already known from Jie that the Wuji Sword Sect and the Leader were now closely related to each other.

As one of the most vigilant opponents of Master Kusuo, if the Wind Leader appears next to Irelia, there is no doubt that it will also arouse the vigilance of the Brotherhood.

"So, in order to find the undercover agent and eliminate hidden dangers within the resistance..."

"We need a lower-key, more secretive identity to infiltrate the top brass of the resistance and protect Master Irelia. At the same time, we will take advantage of the unfolding of this assassination operation to find an opportunity to uncover the undercover agent!"

Master Yi explained his thoughts.

Yongen and Yasuo were a little dizzy after hearing this.

The Brotherhood wants to assassinate Irelia, and there are even undercover agents of the Brotherhood around Irelia. Master Yi and Master Shen intercepted the news from nowhere and tried to stop the Brotherhood's ambition...

They heard too much incredible news at once, and it was difficult for their brains to function.

"That is to say..." Yongen went through the matter from beginning to end, and finally summed up Shen and Yi's demands succinctly: "Master Yi, now you need a secret identity suitable for approaching the top brass of the resistance. Right?"

"Yes!" Yi nodded solemnly.

"Then what is this cover 'identity' you want?" Yongen asked thoughtfully.

"A disciple of the Swift Wind Sword Sect." Sure enough, Yi answered: "Master Shen said that the Swift Wind Sword Sect must be trustworthy."

"So I would like to ask you for a favor and let me be your 'senior brother' for the time being."

"This..." Yongen looked confused.

"You don't trust me?" Yi asked.

"No..." Yongen shook his head: "I believe you."

It is impossible for Masters of Balance and Master Wuji to form a group to deceive people.

"But we two brothers, as representatives of Elder Suma, this is our first time coming to Presiden to attend a high-level meeting of the resistance."

"The high-level meeting is of great importance. The rebels will definitely check our identities before allowing us to enter the venue."

"Me and Yasuo are fine... But Master Yi, you don't have the identity certificate of our Swift Wind Sword Sect, so how can you play the role of a Swift Wind Swordsman?"

This is indeed a problem.

Master Yi thought for a while and then curiously asked Yongen: "What is the 'identity certificate' of your Gale Wind Sword Sect? Is there any way to imitate it?"

"Counterfeit?" Yasuo curled his lips: "Impossible."

Because the identity certificate of the Gale Wind Sword Sect is not an item.

Instead:

"Hazard!" Yasuo Iai drew his sword and slashed out a whirlwind tornado.

The tornado roared and plowed through thousands of meters of land before it finally stopped.

"Did you see it?" Yasuo said proudly: "The identity certificate of the Swift Wind Sword Sect is our unique Swift Wind Sword Technique."

"This is something even your Wuji Sword Sect can't imitate, Master Yi."

As soon as I finished speaking...

"I'll try." Master Yi drew out his sword and said:

"Hazard!"

The wind is fierce, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the storms are coming one after another, like a giant dragon flying in the sky.

"Is this okay?" Master Yi watched the tornado roar and disappear into the distant horizon before turning his head and asking.

Yasuo: "..."

Yongen: "..."